Chen's house, the backyard of Zhuxiao Mansion.

In a moment, Chen Changxiao stood in the middle of the clearing, and the snow kept falling, and it seemed that it would not stop all winter.

Before coming, Chen Changxiao specially instructed Su Wanrou not to get close to the backyard for half a step, but Su Wanrou was obedient and agreed without asking, so she was staying in the front yard at the moment, and if anyone wanted to go in, they would stop it.

Chen Qing, as a person who knows everything, naturally does not shy away from anything, and is standing on the side, still such a ghost-headed villain on his shoulder, he really wants to see how the remnant soul of this 100,000-year-old Cangling Dragon God will refine this legendary Nine Rank Divine Pill.

After half a sound, the wind blew and the snow fell, Chen Changxiao stretched out his right palm, and a white streamer flowed out, gradually condensing into a dragon man with a half-foot dragon tail in front of him.

The next moment, the immortal ring flashed in the air above his fingers, and it was a jade box with spiritual light that was neatly suspended in the air, floating in front of the sword spirit.

With a wave of the sword spirit's hand, the lids of the eleven boxes were lifted in an instant and flew in front of Chen Changxiao, and then the eleven medicinal herbs in the box surfaced, and the jade box also flew out.

Chen Changxiao's soft spiritual power surged in his hand, caught the jade box and the lid, and put it back into the empty immortal ring, this box obviously can't be lost like this, the jade box that can be used to hold the nine medicinal materials is definitely not an ordinary jade, and if it is sold at that time, it is estimated that it can be sold for a lot of money.

Retracting the box, Chen Changxiao retreated to Chen Qing's side, quietly watching the sword spirit's alchemy method.

"My lord, now I also ask you to use your spiritual power to summon the enchantment to seal the open space here, and the power of refining the Nine Rank Pill is no less than the battle between the two Xuanzun realms, so in order to protect this place from being destroyed, I will bother the lord. ”

Chen Changxiao nodded, the sword talisman flashed, the Cangling sword came out, inserted into the ground for three points, the sword qi spread out, turned into thousands of threads, and synthesized an indestructible enchantment, and after a few flashes of red light, it became colorless and disappeared, but as long as there is a cultivator, he can detect that there is a tight enchantment here.

"Lord, I'll start!"

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the eleven medicinal herbs rose into the sky along his gesture, and the sword spirit made a seal in his hand, and after forming the ten seals, his hands were pushed out in palms, and a white flame burned up, and a strong invisible qi wave spread out,

The ice and snow on the ground melted instantly, and the spiritual power hit the enchantment, and suddenly the red light filled the sky, except for a slight tremor on the ground, everything outside the enchantment was not affected in the slightest.

At this moment, people passing by here unconsciously looked at the backyard of Zhuxiao Mansion, but only looked at it for a moment, and then turned to leave, for people who often pass by here, this kind of vision can be said to be strange, Chen Changxiao every time he practices the sword, when is it not that the house has been repaired by the housekeeper several times.

Above the void of the Chen Wangdian Mansion next to the Zhuxiao Mansion, Chen Langsheng hovered in mid-air with his negative hand, squinted, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, eleven nine-grade medicinal materials could not be collected so quickly, although he didn't know where he got the two things that the Chen family medicine workshop didn't have, but this problem didn't seem to concern him, what he cared about was whether this pill could be refined.

Outside of Chen's house, on the westernmost summit of the Shanshan Mountains, an old man in a white linen robe stood on the top of a tree with a shabby peachwood sword on his back, and the cold wind blew, sweeping his gray beard and forehead hair.

This person is the ancestor of the Tibetan Sword Mountain, Ye Wuxian, he looked at the red light flashing in the center of the Chen family from a distance, and knew that he was not practicing swords, but refining medicine.

"This stinky boy, I just took the medicine yesterday, and I started refining today, but I can't wait for a moment. But the old man really wants to know, who has the ability to refine the Nine Rank Shandan, could it be his father's statement?"

Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Ye shook his head and continued: "It's impossible to show affection, if there is a ninth-grade alchemist in the entire East China Sea region, I'm afraid it will already be known to the whole world, except for the Jiang family's old ancestor alchemy who can reach the eighth-grade alchemy, there is really no one who can be higher than him." ”

In Ye Laozu's confusion, he was right, there was indeed no such person in the East China Sea region, but it was not the person here who was refining the medicine, and it could even be said that he was not a person, but a sword spirit.

In the backyard, the sword spirit continued to brew the white flame in front of him, and the scorching feeling it exuded was that a piece of raw meat could be roasted on the ground for half an hour, Chen Changxiao and Chen Qing used spiritual power to protect themselves, and the two with yin and yang spiritual power were obviously not afraid of the temperature of the flame.

After a long time, the white flames had swelled to about the size of the sword spirit's entire body, and the sword spirit's divine soul body gradually became distorted

, but this does not prevent it from continuing to refine the medicine.

After a few breaths, the white flame brewed, the sword spirit moved, and a medicinal herb fell into the flames, and the moment the medicinal herb touched the flame, it turned into ashes, but the pure spiritual power contained in the medicinal herb was absorbed by the flame.

With the refining of the sword spirit, the second strain immediately fell, and then the third strain, the fourth strain, and five baht!

Every time it falls, the flames will swell out of the enchantment on the edge of the invisible air wave bombardment, although the power of that air wave has the level of the Xuanzun Realm, but fortunately, with Chen Changxiao's current cultivation, hitting it is like tickling himself.

Time passed slowly, and nine of the eleven had gone, and the soul body of the sword spirit looked extremely dim.

Chen Changxiao frowned, he had asked the sword spirit how much soul power it would take to refine the Nine Pins Pill before, and the sword spirit just replied lightly that it would never fail, as for how not to fail, Chen Changxiao didn't know, and the sword spirit didn't tell him.

Sword Spirit felt Chen Changxiao's gaze, and just smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I'll be fine, this pill will be fine soon!"

Hearing this, Chen Changxiao did not relax his brows, but said seriously: "That's the best." ”

In a short time, the tenth plant had already fallen, and among the white flames, the light of five colors swirled around the center of the flames, condensing together, and gradually, a round pill had loomed.

The sword spirit's soul body became more and more illusory, but the movements in his hand did not decrease at all, and when all the five-colored lights poured into the pill, the last medicinal herb fell.

Jiupin Yu Lingzhi, the Lingzhi meat melted and condensed into a ball, and then shrunk to about the size of the Nadan pill.

The seal movement in the sword spirit's hand accelerated, and the Lingzhi meat slowly moved towards the pill, once the two were fused together, this nine-grade divine pill would be refined.

I don't know how long it took, the white flames scattered and expanded, and the dazzling light made the people next to them unable to see what the pill looked like when it was formed, and the last force of the flame hit the enchantment, and the red light was even better, obviously this power had surpassed the Emperor Infant Realm, the Cangling Sword trembled slightly, and the sword spirit turned into a wisp of light in the light that was much lighter than before, and drilled the sword talisman in Chen Changxiao's hand.